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1 In weariness and pain,
By sins and fears oppressed,
I turn me to my Rest again,
My soul's eternal Rest.
2 The Lamb that died for me,
And still my load doth bear;
To Jesus' streaming wounds I flee,
And find my quiet there.
3 Jesus, was ever grief,
Was ever love like Thine?
Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief,
Thy life hath ransomed mine.
4 O may I rise with Thee,
And soar to things above,
And spend a blest eternity
In praise of dying love.
Source: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #504
First Line: | In weariness and pain |
Author: | Charles Wesley |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
In weariness and pain. C. Wesley. [Rest in Trouble.] From Hymns & Sacred Poems, 1749, vol. i., No. 121, in an altered form in a few collections in America.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)